Summer, Again
Shine from the fire heats my heart
And the echo from the strings a concert gone dark
Did you know the music that was on
Well they said goin goin goin gone
So now I'm missing the summer again
I'm tryna put the piece of a puzzle
And its a piece that just don't fit
The shatter of my mile meant a lot
Its a poem unfinished till its not
They say you cant stay here forever a kid
Oh and boy do I agree
But if my soul is tethered anywhere
It is tethered to the top of a tree
I'm missing the Stillwater nostalgia oh
You wouldn't believe it if I told you
But I think god works in music
And music works in me
Ooh ooh
Now I'm missing the summer again
I'm tryna put the piece of a puzzle
A piece that just don't fit
The shatter of my mile meant a lot
Its a poem unfinished till its not
The weathers feeling warmer
But I was used to the cold
And now the ripples in the water are showing me memories old
I wanna go back maybe fix all my mistakes
But my mind cant make itself up
I'm always a mess aint that strange
Aint that strange
How people change
Like water on the bay
It was cold last month
Ha
I wanna swim but like love
My muscles tense up
And I cant think
So I'm sick
And I'm tired
I've been missing our revivals and all our fires
I've been missing our revivals and all our fires
I've been missing our revivals and all our fires
Mhm mm
And the echo from the strings a concert gone dark
Did you know the music that was on
Well they said goin goin goin gone
So now I'm missing the summer again
I'm tryna put the piece of a puzzle
And its a piece that just don't fit
The shatter of my mile meant a lot
Its a poem unfinished till its not
They say you cant stay here forever a kid
Oh and boy do I agree
But if my soul is tethered anywhere
It is tethered to the top of a tree
I'm missing the Stillwater nostalgia oh
You wouldn't believe it if I told you
But I think god works in music
And music works in me
Ooh ooh
Now I'm missing the summer again
I'm tryna put the piece of a puzzle
A piece that just don't fit
The shatter of my mile meant a lot
Its a poem unfinished till its not
The weathers feeling warmer
But I was used to the cold
And now the ripples in the water are showing me memories old
I wanna go back maybe fix all my mistakes
But my mind cant make itself up
I'm always a mess aint that strange
Aint that strange
How people change
Like water on the bay
It was cold last month
Ha
I wanna swim but like love
My muscles tense up
And I cant think
So I'm sick
And I'm tired
I've been missing our revivals and all our fires
I've been missing our revivals and all our fires
I've been missing our revivals and all our fires
Mhm mm
Credits
Writer(s): Aiden Wells
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